The dog, overjoyed by attention, shoves its wet nose against Stephanie's hand and then licks. It's clearly not very well trained, and rears up excitedly, the better to bestow doggy affection. Jason laughs and tries to restrain the dog without yanking on the leash.

"Woah, c'mon, down boy." He's not really fond of doing the persona thing, either. It's never been central to his plans, or even useful; he doesn't lead two lives at once, he's just Jason Todd, Douchebag Vigilante, all the time. This doesn't come naturally, but he's not tense or watchful. Nate, as he's decided he is for as long as his hair is blond, is just a little awkward around girls. "Sorry... I don't know how to control Bandit, other than bacon."